Sixty Two

Bruce told the rest of the group that Lana had a miscarriage. Loki and I approved him saying as such, so we'd have some peace. I didn't need the rest of the Avengers up here bothering Loki. I really didn't need to explain to more people right now. We did agree that after Loki was healed we would tell the others.

"Loki?" I popped my head into the room with coffee. "How are you feeling?" I sat down in bed with him.

"Tony? Why are you being so good to me?"

"Because I love you."

"I lost our child."

"Wasn't your fault. I've told you this a thousand times already, it wasn't meant to be. How many more times must I tell you."

"I should have known I was with child."

"No, you shouldn't have. You've never had a child, how were you supposed to know." I smoothed his frazzled hair. "Now, you've been in bed for days. Get out, go enjoy the flowers our friends sent us."

"Flowers?" Loki questioned.

"Yes, everyone cares about you and your well being." I leaned forward and kissed him. "Especially me. We'll try again, if that's what you want."

"No. I couldn't do that again. Not this soon."

"Okay, we'll wait." I sighed.

"You want children?" He asked. We never did have this conversation.

"I never thought I did. Figured I'd parent like my father. But when I found out, my heart broke too. I had feelings for the little lost thing." I smiled sadly.

"But, you've been so composed."

"I've been trying to stay strong for you. I've had my breakdowns while you rested. If anyone is to blame, it's me for getting you pregnant to start with." I tried to laugh, but it failed. "I think someday we can try again. You'll be a wonderful… Father? Mother?"

"We'll cross that bridge when we get there." He said.

"Can we get you out of bed?" I got up and held my hands out for him. He reached for me and I helped him stand. I pulled him out into the sitting room filled with flowers.

"These are from everyone?" He looked around amazed.

"Yes, and these are from me." I led him to the vase filled with red roses. "They symbolize love. I still love you more than ever. You were carrying my child and sacrificed yourself to save a friend. You're a pretty good guy, you know that?"

I held him from behind, swaying gently as he examined the flowers. My chin barely resting on his shoulder.

"I love you too, Tony."